This is a song about "Creepy spirits killing you"

Killing you bitches, pouring salt in you wounds

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

While scheming on hits

Vicious lyrics lift my spirits

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

You think you can rap about killing these bitches

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Roslanskeet is making history, killing you bitches lyrically,

Killing you off shall be my mission

I'm wale, the prescription

Killing all you pacifist bitches, screwin all you pissed off bitches,

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Demons are trapped inside, and i experience spirits,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Thinking you had a plan and now it's killing you